Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

Watermelon king?

Jiang Mengxian didn't know she had such a nickname.

Jiang Mengxian nodded, "yes."

The short girl tilted her head and smiled: "I'm from class 2 of marketing. My name is Jiang Miaomiao."

The sissy boy introduced himself nianglingly: "Hello, I'm Long Jie from class 1 of Chinese language and literature."

Upon hearing of the dragon, Jiang Mengxian's habitual tiger body was shocked. One of the four families in the imperial capital had a dragon family. In the Imperial University, everyone who heard the name of the dragon should be awed.

However, the boy in front of him is not like the dragon family. The dragon family has great influence in politics. The dragon family should be cold and noble, so they won't be sissy.

After introducing themselves, the three took a few breaths and continued to climb the mountain.

Jiang Miaomiao seems to have excellent physical strength. While climbing the mountain, he chatters: "I tell you, when I was 5 years old, my father borrowed money to open a small factory. No one transported goods and had no money to hire small workers. The whole family went. My parents, my brother and my sister went. I carried 50 kilograms of goods alone when I was 10 years old. Now my father has money and the factory has opened all over the country. I don't have to work. Thanks to my father, I let me work since childhood, otherwise I really can't!"

It turned out to be a rich second generation.

In Imperial University, there are rich second generation like Jiang Miaomiao. Most of them have paid the school construction fee, which is one level higher than the people's livelihood, but they can't integrate into the aristocratic circle and belong to the middle zone.

"My father spent a lot of money, hired more than a dozen tutors for me, and forced me to enter the Imperial University with a whip. Just to make me stand out, my family can become a real aristocrat as soon as possible! Don't worry, we will be friends in the future, and I will cover you in the future!"

Jiang Miaomiao is very talkative and forthright. He has become a rich family from scratch. His children have been influenced since childhood, and it will not be too simple.

Long Jie didn't speak. Jiang Miaomiao said all his words: "sister long is the same as me. She can't play with those noble children. Let's play together in the future!"

It turned out to be another rich second generation.

The rich second generation also has its own circle.

A big boy in Longjie blushed! It's so weird!

The three dragged each other and finally rushed into the canteen and got a full meal.

The second canteen is very large, and the canteen is divided into several grades. The first grade is the high-end buffet, which has the supply of traditional fried vegetables and cooked food, as well as Western pastries, sweets, fruits and seafood, and everyone who goes in is full and free to eat!

The middle grade is the lunch set meal, with meat and vegetables, but no matter full, it can just meet the training requirements.

In the last stage, there are only two steamed buns or a bowl of noodles in clear water and white soup.

The three grades are simply the difference between heaven, earth and hell.

The canteen is a large dome building. The three canteens account for one third respectively and are separated from each other by tempered glass doors.

Those who eat steamed bread can clearly see the high-end buffet next door. People eat seafood, Western food and fried vegetables, but they can only eat steamed bread. That's a kind of mental abuse!

Jiang Mengxian came late and only grabbed the medium set meal. Looking through the tempered glass, the people next door were eating a high-end buffet, and their eyes were about to fall off.

In the canteen, everyone was eating in full swing. The sounds of dishes and chopsticks and sobs mingled. A group of girls cried with the sound of "wow" while eating steamed bread.

At this time, Jiang Miaomiao was finally quiet, but after eating a wipe of his mouth, he began to talk again.

"The weight distribution of the canteen is quite reasonable. The front runners are generally boys or people with good physical strength. These people generally have a big appetite, so eat more."

"People who run in the center have average physical strength and average appetite, so the canteen provides less food."

"Those who run behind are generally weak girls. These people generally eat less, and the two steamed buns are almost the same."

Jiang Mengxian ate and agreed: meat is for wolves!

Long Jie is a boy, but he looks white and speaks silly and sweet: "the military camp won't really let us starve!"

Jiang Mengxian and Jiang Miaomiao nodded approvingly, but it was only the first day that they gave everyone a downfall. They got it this month.

Jiang Miaomiao seems to be very well informed. He said: "every year, 3% of people in DIDU University don't have enough credits to rebuild. Most of them lose points in military training!"

Just then, the ball appeared coldly. He took out a plate of cooked food and kiwi shrimp from the cafeteria and put them in front of Jiang Mengxian. Without talking, he looked at her silently, probably for her to eat.

Jiang Mengxian smiled and pinched his little face: "son smash, call ba ba."

The other two hands took a step ahead of him and held the ball to knead it.

"Wow! What a lovely baby!" this is the dragon ring. A little face that looks better than a girl has blossomed with joy.

"Come on, change my hug!" Jiang Miaomiao lined up behind.

The ball coldly knocked off the salty pig hand of three people, with a expressionless face: "I'll have a rest first. There's housekeeping training in the evening. Don't be late."

The great God of the ball walked away very cold. Jiang Mengxian looked at his back and still felt very cute.

Jiang Miaomiao took the opportunity to ask, "this is your son!"

Jiang Mengxian said, "the son I know in the game!"

Jiang Miaomiao suddenly realized that it is true. Jiang Mengxian is a freshman of this term. She is only 20 years old at most. How can she have such a big son.

The three happily divided the things brought by the ball. Jiang Miaomiao was more and more determined to cover Jiang Mengxian with watermelon: "in the future, if your watermelon can't be sold, call me and I'll take it all!"

Jiang Mengxian is embarrassed. Her family is neither a watermelon seller nor a watermelon king. Who spread the rumor.

It's good for her to be a melon farmer quietly. It's easy to be an ordinary student admitted to the Imperial University!

After eating, Long Jie took out a small mirror from his bag, tilted his orchid finger, looked at himself and said, "Oh, people's skin is tanned."

'poof poof'??????

He quickly took out a spray bottle from his bag, sprayed sunscreen on his face, and then massaged it carefully. Although he had just climbed out of the water, he was still wet.

Jiang Mengxian twitched at the corners of her mouth and silently stayed away from him.

DIDU university really has everyone!

After dinner, the three broke up and left phone numbers for each other. Later, they went back to school and kept in touch with wechat. Then they climbed the mountain together and returned to their original camp and went back to their rooms.

After changing clothes and blowing her hair in the dormitory, Jiang Mengxian took the quilt and mat to the training ground.

The training task in the evening is not heavy, but it is also important. It is to train internal affairs.

The so-called housekeeping is folding quilts and tidying up daily necessities. The top priority is folding quilts.

Jiang Mengxian sharpens her fists - folding quilts is her strength!